Future Yuji Itadori Joins the Chat Group

"Won't cause trouble?"

Yuji Itadori realized something.

"Sensei, you couldn't have already..."

"What are you thinking, Yuji! Do you take your Sensei for some kind of demon?"

"It feels like something you would do, Gojo-sensei."

Yuji Itadori remembered that on the eve of the decisive battle in Shinjuku, Satoru Gojo had carried out a massive purge of the Jujutsu World.

Those higher-ups could be called a cancer. Their greed for power and fear of strength led them to commit a series of heinous acts.

Viewing Yuji Itadori, who had swallowed Sukuna's Fingers, as a source of disaster, they tried everything possible to eliminate him.

Because Satoru Gojo desired to change the Jujutsu World, they pulled all sorts of petty tricks, eager for him to be sealed in the Prison Realm, and treated anyone

who attempted to unseal Satoru Gojo as an enemy.

In their desperate desire to obtain Yaga Masamichi's method of creating Cursed Corpses, they even purged him.

It could be said that Kenjaku's conspiracies succeeding was inextricably linked to the absurd actions of the Jujutsu World higher-ups; there might even

be a mole within.

"Honestly, is that the kind of person I am in your eyes?"

Satoru Gojo crossed his arms over his chest, a smile still on his face.

"Rest assured, I know my limits."

"Then the Goodwill Event after this..."

Yuji Itadori still hoped the Goodwill Event could proceed smoothly.

Once, that Goodwill Event was actually a trap aimed at Yuji Itadori.

However, this crisis instead allowed Yuji Itadori to meet a best friend to whom he could entrust his life.

Todo Aoi.

The question he asked him back then, 'What kind of women do you like', had even been mentioned by Yuji Itadori in the Chat Group not too long ago.

"I hope it can proceed as scheduled."

"Don't worry, it definitely will!"

Satoru Gojo nodded at Yuji Itadori.

"It's getting late, I should get going too, Gojo-sensei."

"Mmhmm. If the future Yuji is this strong, then I'll have to tease the other you a lot more right now."

"Also, you've been quite concerned about another Cursed Spirit named Mahito, haven't you?"

"Yes, if Gojo-sensei finds any clues about him, please tell the other me and let me come over. No matter what

, I want to Exorcise that Cursed Spirit with my own hands."

Yuji Itadori's expression became somewhat serious in that instant.

"The other me still doesn't know about the things between you and me, Gojo-sensei. Let's find a suitable opportunity to tell him later."

"Understood, understood! Don't worry! Your Sensei is the most reliable adult around!"

"Sorry for the trouble, Gojo-sensei."

"If you really feel like it's trouble, bring me some local specialties next time. I'm a bit curious about what delicious

things there are to eat in a future sixty-eight years from now."

"Yes, definitely. I'll be going now."

"Goodbye, Yuji. Make sure you don't actually turn into an old grandpa."

As soon as Satoru Gojo's voice fell, a white light engulfed Yuji Itadori.

The next second, he vanished from his spot.

"My, my, even the Six Eyes can't see clearly what this thing actually is."

Satoru Gojo's gaze still lingered on the spot where Yuji Itadori had previously stood.

The smile on his face gradually faded, and he let out a sigh. A trace of self-blame was revealed in those eyes hidden by the blindfold.

"Yuji, you've worked hard. If only your Sensei could have done a little more..."

At that moment, Satoru Gojo seemed to remember something and hurriedly took out his phone.

On the glowing screen, the missed calls were already 99+.

All of them came from one person.

Yaga Masamichi.

"I need to hurry back."

Meanwhile, inside an unknown apartment.

Kenjaku, controlling Geto Suguru's body, had hurriedly escaped back here.

He gritted his teeth, the expression on his face turning somewhat twisted.

"What in the world is going on?!"

Kenjaku could completely no longer comprehend everything that was happening right now.

Why did Yuji Itadori appear in this place?!

Why is he able to use Sukuna's Cursed Technique?

Why did he become so... strong?

Even the deeply calculating Kenjaku had not anticipated something like this at all.

Why on earth is this happening?!

Kenjaku could be said to have plotted for a thousand years for today.

Assisting Sukuna in creating Cursed Objects, continuously changing bodies over a millennium to make Contracts with various Jujutsu Sorcerers, researching human and Cursed Spirit hybrids---

---Until finally, successfully cultivating Yuji Itadori to be Sukuna's Vessel.

Everything beforehand was clearly going according to his plan.

Why did things turn out like this now?

Why, why, why!!!!

Kenjaku gritted his teeth, even biting his lip until it bled.

No matter what happened, he always maintained an appearance that everything was under his control.

But now, his defenses had broken.

A thousand-year plan might be ruined in a single moment.

Originally, Kenjaku was prepared to use the power of the four great Cursed Spirits to complete his plan, launching a surprise attack in Shibuya in the near future.

Everyone would be his pawns.

But he hadn't expected at all that before his plan could even be implemented, the combat power under his command had already lost half.

While escaping, Kenjaku had already sensed Jogo's presence disappear; he had definitely been annihilated.

I'm afraid Hanami's annihilation is also just a matter of time.

If this continues, his plan will be thoroughly destroyed.

No, no, no, no, he had prepared a thousand years for this! He absolutely could not fall short at the final hurdle!

"Could it be that Jujutsu High had Yuji Itadori eat all the remaining Fingers?"

This speculation couldn't help but arise in Kenjaku's mind.

Only in this way could Yuji Itadori possibly possess such immense strength.

But Kenjaku also realized something was amiss.

According to the intelligence he knew, the number of Fingers Jujutsu High possessed should only be around five.

Even if Yuji Itadori ate them all, it was impossible for him to have such terrifying combat power.

Kenjaku could feel that the power Yuji Itadori had just displayed far exceeded a ten-Finger Sukuna.

It even looked like Yuji Itadori hadn't used his full strength at all.

Even though Kenjaku had already run away at the time, he still saw the sight of Jogo's meteor being continuously sliced apart by Yuji Itadori.

He could sense that if he had hesitated even slightly back then, failing to escape in time and being noticed by Yuji Itadori,

it would probably be a dead end for him as well.

Furthermore, Kenjaku knew clearly that the Jujutsu World higher-ups would absolutely never do something so risky.

This makes no sense at all!

"No matter what, I must expand our side's combat power..."

Kenjaku knew that those curse users were completely unreliable; he needed far stronger combat power.

For example, his past creations.

The Cursed Womb: Death Paintings.

Even though they were still in the state of a Cursed Womb, as their creator, he was well aware of what kind of power the Cursed Womb: Death Paintings would possess upon maturing.

Now that he had lost Jogo and Hanami, if he wanted to replenish his combat power, the Cursed Womb: Death Paintings were the best choice.

"I need to find an opportunity later to steal the Cursed Womb: Death Paintings from Jujutsu High."

Kenjaku muttered to himself, completely unaware that the Cursed Womb: Death Paintings had actually already been taken by Yuji Itadori.

He quickly adjusted his emotions, hiding all the panic that was just on his face in his heart, then walked up to a door and slowly pushed it open.

What greeted his eyes, however, was a scene completely different from the surrounding architectural style.

It was a beach. Before the golden sand, the clear blue seawater flowed gently, reflecting the clouds in the sky. To the side were clusters of tall, lush green coconut trees.

Dagon's body was almost completely immersed in the water.

On the shore, under a sun umbrella, a young man lay on a beach chair, reading a book.

He possessed a face almost as beautiful as a woman's, but countless stitches crisscrossed his face, making him look somewhat more eerie instead.

Mahito.

Originating from humanity's fear of humanity itself.

"Geto, how are Jogo and the others?"

Mahito had a smile on his face, asking in a relaxed tone.

In his eyes, although Jogo was reckless, there shouldn't be any major issues with Hanami tagging along.

He didn't notice Kenjaku's mouth twitched slightly.

Even though he was very good at hiding his emotions, just thinking about what had happened earlier made Kenjaku lose some control over them.

Mahito realized something. He put down the book in his hands, the smile on his face gradually vanishing. He immediately turned his head, his gaze fixed dead onto Kenjaku:

"I said, Geto, what happened to Jogo and Hanami?"

Mahito's tone was hurried, his expression becoming increasingly serious.

"They... were probably taken out."

"What are you talking about?"

The moment Mahito spoke, a terrifying killing intent instantly diffused outward, as if it was going to swallow Kenjaku whole.

In the seawater nearby, Dagon's body also gradually surfaced from the water.

Although both sides had a cooperative relationship, they had never fully trusted each other; they merely shared the same interests.

In Kenjaku's eyes, these Cursed Spirits were even more so just his pawns.

Especially Mahito.

Mahito's Cursed Technique, Idle Transfiguration, could touch the soul and alter its shape, thereby achieving the effect of modifying the flesh.

To Kenjaku, Mahito's Cursed Technique was incredibly important, the most indispensable part of his plan.

This was also the reason why he chose to take over Geto Suguru's body.

Kenjaku could inherit the original body owner's Cursed Technique, and Geto Suguru's Cursed Spirit Manipulation allowed him the ability to tame Cursed Spirits and use their Cursed Techniques for himself.

Using this ability, it wouldn't be much of a problem for Kenjaku to deal with the two Special Grade Cursed Spirits in front of him; he could even take this opportunity to absorb

Mahito's Cursed Technique.

However—

The forces he could utilize on his side right now were already very few.

If he were to lose Mahito and Dagon as well, then it would be completely impossible to execute his plan.

Jogo and Hanami were important, but not irreplaceable.

At least for now, he couldn't afford to tear up his relations with Mahito.

"No need to be so tense. These matters have nothing to do with me. I even wanted to lend a hand, but I was powerless. Just barely protecting

myself was already very difficult."

Kenjaku squeezed out a smile on his face, though he still looked as if he harbored ill intentions.

"What exactly happened?! Could that Satoru Gojo really be capable of going to such lengths!?!"

Mahito's gaze focused on Kenjaku, with not a shred of trust on his face.

Perhaps Satoru Gojo's strength was indeed incredibly immense, but Mahito didn't believe they'd be unable to escape with Hanami present.

According to the plan, the location where Jogo attacked Satoru Gojo was near a forest, which was essentially Hanami's home turf.

As long as they could flee into the forest, no matter how strong a person was, it should be impossible to track their existence.

How could Jogo and Hanami possibly be killed?

"It wasn't Satoru Gojo—it was Yuji Itadori."

Kenjaku immediately recounted everything that had just occurred, though naturally hiding the fact that he had been watching from the sidelines the whole time without stepping in.

After he finished speaking these words, Mahito's expression darkened.

These words sounded entirely too absurd.

But Mahito also knew that Kenjaku would absolutely never use such a ridiculous lie to brush him off.

"Isn't Yuji Itadori that Sukuna's Vessel?! How could he possess such immense strength?! Could it be that Sukuna took control of his bod—"

"I'm not clear on the specific details either~"

Right at this moment, Kenjaku narrowed his eyes slightly—

"Don't tell me you don't want to avenge Hanami and Jogo? I can help you."

A profoundly meaningful smile appeared on his face.

"I'm back."

In another world, Yuji Itadori returned to his residence.

"Itadori, where did you go this time?"

Panda-senpai asked curiously.

"I went to... a world in the past."

"A world in the past?"

Panda-senpai obviously did not understand Yuji Itadori's words.

"Yeah, I forgot to mention earlier, but in that Chat Group, there's another me."

Previously, Yuji Itadori didn't know how to explain it, so he hadn't told Panda anything related to this.

"Is that something you can just forget?! What happened when you went back this time?"

Yuji Itadori immediately recounted everything that had happened during this trip.

After listening to this account, an expression of unparalleled shock surfaced on Panda's face.

Itadori actually traveled to the past?

Even though Panda had previously known and accepted the existence of the Chat Group, after learning that the other party had also returned to the past, he still found it deeply unbelievable in his heart.

Panda-senpai also knew that his junior wasn't one to lie, but this tale was simply too astonishing.

"I still need some time to digest this..."

"I brought a little something back. It should prove that what I'm saying is true."

As Yuji Itadori spoke, he took an item out of his Group Inventory.

It was a small box completely plastered with countless Talismans, as if something extremely dangerous was sealed inside.

Looking at that box, Panda paused for a moment. Because even though the box was surrounded by Talismans, a terrifying aura leaked out from within.

And this aura... was incredibly familiar.

"What is this thing?"

Panda asked, but he already had a guess in his heart.

But it couldn't possibly be that thing, right?

"Sukuna's Fingers."

Yuji Itadori said lightly.